Christmas Eve, and it's a beauty.

Frigid air and blinding sunshine. 22 degrees and felt like 12.

We talked and lingered over coffee because I decided my To Do list could wait. And it did, because after making a double batch of mini cheesecakes we decided to take a ride and wander up into the woods.

We were the only ones there, and it was beautiful.
  



 

The snow was pristine, the water in the creek half-frozen rushing and tumbling, and the air was much colder on the bank than back at the road. There were animal tracks everywhere. We added ours to them.

Have a beautiful, serene, joyous and Merry Christmas. Good will to all.